The Sauna Part 285

“Let’s start a fire” I suggested when we returned to our room.

“Just what I had in mind, babe…” Jon purred as he nibbled my neck and began to undress me.

“Seems Richie wasn’t the only one who had a bit too much to drink tonight” I laughed. “I meant in the fireplace…first” I giggled between kisses.

“Oh…mhhmm, hmmnn…yeah, okay” Jon said finally, tearing himself away and turning towards the fireplace.

I slipped out of my clothes and slid into bed while he busied himself with his task. Despite the warm days, the nights could be cool in this part of the world and the glow of a fire always enhanced the ambience for me. Jon was already glowing and needed little encouragement, but my mind was elsewhere and some added stimulation wouldn’t hurt.

As soon as the fire had caught and was well on it’s way to a solid blaze, Jon turned his attention back towards his initial objective. He looked at me through half slitted eyes as he made his approach, lithely moving closer like a hunter stalking his prey and shedding his clothing like a snake sheds its skin. Our eyes locked and I felt the first blush of desire as it crept up my body, warming me as it spread from my center.

Jon threw off the blankets and pounced, trapping me in the cage of his arms as he buried his face in my neck. My fingers twined in his hair and I shuddered expectantly as he growled low in my ear.

“Baby, I want you so bad” he breathed hungrily into my hair.

Jon’s passion was like a match to a flame and I felt myself ignite at the sound of those words. I opened myself wide and invited him to come claim his prize and he plunged into my welcoming depths without hesitation. I liquified instantly and our bodies melded like molten lava as his tongue delved even deeper, mimicking the rhythm of his body. I drank him in as a sudden unquenchable thirst took possession of me and I let myself go into the flood that consumed me.

Jon may not have noticed my initial reluctance, but he wasn’t oblivious to the obvious hunger he encountered. He lavished me with his kisses and his hands roamed my body, electrifying every nerve in my body. He held back the tide for as long as he could, but it didn’t take long before he was drowning deep in my ocean. When we both floated back to the surface, we looked at each other and giggled.

“Shit, I don’t know where that came from, babe” he grinned rather sheepishly.

“A Valentine’s Day gift from the Goddess” I replied, my eyes drifting towards the clock on the nightstand.

It was twenty past twelve and Jon chuckled. The Gods had amazing timing, he had to agree. He shook his head and rolled off me and pulled me into his arms with a light kiss on my forehead.

“I love you, Trish” he said reverently.

“I love you too, Jon” I smiled as I nestled my head on his shoulder.

Soon the only sound that could be heard from our room was the crackle of flames and the steady sound of our breathing as we drifted off into oblivion. I hoped Richie wouldn’t be too disappointed.


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The next morning brought another day blessed with sunshine and only the faintest wisp of a cloud in the sky. We all met for breakfast out on the terrace and we were treated to the sweet sounds of birdsong and the scent of the sea as we hungrily devoured the steaming fresh rolls and good, strong, rich coffee that began our Valentine’s feast. Dave and Elena had been the first to arrive and we learned upon our arrival that Elena was not one to be tardy.

“Where is everyone? It’s nine-fifteen. I thought we were meeting at nine o’clock?” she said, sounding dismayed as she rechecked her watch.

“”You’re entirely correct, dar…, uhm, Elena. We did say nine o’clock, but we tend to be a bit more relaxed when we’re on holiday time” Jon said with a smile. I’m gonna like this girl. I hope Dave keeps her around, Jon thought to himself.

Tico and Eva were the next to arrive followed by Hugh, Jim and Richie about twenty minutes later. Hugh looked a bit wan, but he looked like the picture of health compared to Richie’s bedraggled appearance. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was a bit puffy and it was obvious he hadn’t bothered to shave before throwing on a t-shirt and jeans. Jim didn’t look a lot better. If the circumstances had been different, someone would have teased him about who was responsible for his haggard appearance.

Hugh shot me a look that spoke volumes and I knew that Richie hadn’t been persuaded to trade in his wine glass for a coffee mug later last night. I poured him a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and pushed it in front of him with a look that clearly brooked no resistance. He drank it down without argument while Hugh poured him his coffee and Jim moved the pitcher of Mimosas that was just to his left.

The situation was a bit awkward as Elena didn’t know Richie well, or any of us for that matter, and didn’t really understand what had happened. But she was bright and perceptive and the somberness of the moment wasn’t lost on her and there was no teasing or sarcasm in her voice when she spoke.

“Richie, would you like to try one of these rolls? They’re still warm and it might help you feel better” she offered, passing the basket past Jon and over to me.

“Thanks, darlin’. That sounds good” Richie said in a fog, forgetting the lesson he’d learned just yesterday but Elena let it go.

“It looks like a gorgeous day. Richie, will you come with me and Jon? We’re planning on taking the jet boat ride down the Dart River this morning and the cruise later on into Milford Sound” I said as I passed him the rolls.

“I don’t want to intrude…” Richie began but I cut him off.

“I wouldn’t invite you if I didn’t want your company. We saw the place yesterday from the helicopter and I know you would love it. Please, Richie, will you join us?” I reiterated my invitation.

Richie looked up at Jon before he replied and I saw the look they exchanged. Jon nodded his head almost imperceptably, letting Richie know he was in total agreement.

“Okay then, as long as you’re sure. Sounds like a plan. Jim, d’ya mind if I beg off on fishing again today?” he grinned, taking a bite of the roll.

“No problem, man. I understand. It’s not quite as exciting as you thought, huh?” Jim answered with a look of relief. I could see that he and Hugh could both use a break after last night.

“Nah, it ain’t that. Just too much time to think while we’re waiting for a bite” Richie replied, his eyes on his plate.

The remainder of breakfast went smoothly and the tension evaporated as everyone shared their plans for the day. After a rather humorous argument, Tico relented and gave in to Eva who was determined to see the county from a “funyak” and had told him in no uncertain terms that she had no intention of spending Valentine’s Day on a golf course smacking a stupid ball around a manicured lawn. Hugh volunteered to go fishing with Jim and with that being settled, all that remained was to hear about David and Elena’s plans.

“Bungee jumping!” Dave announced with enthusiasm.

“I thought you wanted adventure” Elena said with a mixture of disappointment and sarcasm.

“Well, my dear, what would you suggest is more exciting than that?” David asked her incredulously.

“Bungee jumping is tame, Goldilocks! Rafting is a step up, but the real thrill is flying in a wingsuit!” Elena said with excitement.

“A what?” we all said in unison.

“It’s new here-it just started and I’ve never done it myself, but some friends have and this would be such a perfect place…” she said wistfully.

“Okay, I’m game, but what is it?” Dave prompted.

“You can either ski or jump off the top of a mountain and then you literally fly like the birds! I guess it takes practice to control where you fly, but there are people who can teach us…” Elena began, her adrenalin pumping.

“So, okay, stupid question, but how do you land?” Tico asked.

“Before touchdown, you release a mini parachute. But before then, you’re literally flying with a bird’s eye view of everything. Oh please, say you’ll try it…it could be a first time for both of us” she cajoled.

“It’s not exactly what I had in mind for our first time, babe…” Dave said hestantly and we all laughed. “but sure, what the hell? This is the land of extremes” Dave relented.

“Damn, boy, she is gonna make you sweat for that first time, isn’t she?” Tico whispered to Dave, unable to hold back any longer, but Elena’s sharp ears picked up what he said.

“Tico, my dear, Dave will need this first in order to prepare him for the other first he’s been so patiently waiting for-wingsuits are nothing by comparison” she said with a smile as she traced her finger over David’s lower lip.

Everyone, even Richie, exploded in laughter as we watched David’s eyes grow wider than saucers and for once he was speechless. He also wasn’t walking too well when he stood up and followed Elena as she went off to make the arrangements.

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